Some Native American Writers Enjoy Being Called

If We Had No Language We'd Have Nothing.

I Thought The Whole World Was Like Lorain.

Beauty Was Not Simply Something To Behold; It Was Something One Could Do.

Word-work Is Sublime... Because It Is Generative; It Makes Meaning That Secures Our Difference, Our Human Difference-the Way In Which We Are Like No Other Life. We Die. That May Be The Meaning Of Life. But We Do Language. That May Be The Measure Of Our Lives.

It's Bliss When You Give Up All That Stuff That Separates You From Other Human Beings. It's Hard, But You Break Down All That Stuff.